The High Priest looked at the snowflakes and sighed faintly.

He is a high priest with the power of order, and he can see the past and the past, and he can see the emotions scattered between the past and the past.

At the beginning, when she looked at her master's past, she really saw a sincerity. The stories in the mortal world are always unforgettable. The blue-clothed and white-haired young man, fiery and sincere. There is also the young man in the dark clothes, the regret after the sincerity.

The interweaving of light and shadow is like ice and snow in the snow pavilion, staying here for a long time, and no one has ever ignored and forgotten.

The blue-clothed and white-haired boy doesn't know if he still has such a sincere heart. transformed into a god monarch in the Nine Heavens, respected by everyone. The young man in the dark clothes, 30,000 years ago, was already in the land of the ruins, with deep love, with deep remorse, and disappeared.

In the past of this little disciple in front of her, she also saw such a bubbling emotion.

The disciple's swift denial was undoubtedly a vivid portrayal of the kind of admiration he had seen. As the little earth fairy that Miaoyin Fairy likes the most, she must have something unbearable in her heart.

It's just that you shouldn't dare to face your heart.

"Ting Lan," the High Priestess's tone became a little more majestic, and she endured the discomfort in her heart as she continued, "If you really like what you want, then you must strive for it." ”

When Ting Lan heard this, she looked at the white-robed master in surprise.

If you want something you like, do you have to work hard to get it?

"What's the point of living if you want what you like, and don't fight for it?" said the high priest lightly.

Ting Lan was stunned, not knowing what to say.

The high priest's tone couldn't help but become a little softer, and he said with a smile: "You are young, I don't know that these people in our Snow Pavilion look like they are all indifferent in temperament and mild temper. Actually, we all have our own ideas. Just like the Snow Queen you are most familiar with, she went to the mortal world and met His Majesty the True Emperor, and later, she followed his footsteps until she returned to chaos. ”

In the end, her tone was a little embarrassed.

The Snow Queen and His Majesty the True Emperor, perhaps, are the general existence of many little immortals, the immortal couples in their hearts. Not so with the high priest. In fact, what she was even happier was the blue-clothed and white-haired boy. No matter how much she thought, she couldn't match the joy of her master.

Now, the blue-clothed and white-haired fairy has married a wife and had children, and his life is comfortable and long.

If you keep doing what you want to do, you may lose something! If you don't do what you love because you are afraid of losing, then what's the good?

Thinking of this, she felt a little confused, what did she like?

Perhaps, it is because you like life in the Snow Pavilion?

When will her karma come? Thinking of this, her mind began to fade.

"Well, go and rest!" the high priest closed his eyes slightly.

Ting Lan bowed down and was about to leave, when he was suddenly stopped:

"Wait!" the high priest's eyes opened, and he said, "The fifteenth of the next month is the birthday of your Yunruo uncle." King Luoshan is not here, and when the time comes, there will be no shortage of people from our Snow Pavilion to be lively. ”

Ting Lan turned around again and again.

Yun Ruoshi's uncle's birthday, it seems, has not passed every year. She walked slowly, slowly went to her room, and rested.

She felt as if something had changed. She couldn't say what it was. In short, it's changed.

Once upon a time, she felt that she could think about nothing, not know anything, and it didn't matter much. You just need to do what you have to do, and you're good to go.

Today's master's words made her fall into a state of thought.

What do you like?

Will the secret feelings for the Qingying Emperor go back to the old days?

She didn't know either.

She felt lost inside.

From the mortal dust to stepping into the sea of innocence twice, she felt that she had become different from before. I can't be like this anymore, I don't worry about anything, I don't care about anything.

Perhaps, waiting for me, maybe it is the pure white cave again!

What are some things to consider in the future?

Otherwise, go and become the high priest of the Snow Pavilion! Maybe one day, you can really become a person who is even more powerful than the master!

Being the high priest of the Snow Pavilion is actually quite good. At the very least, there can be something to do! Like me now, I don't know what to do.

I worry about not knowing what to do every day. Well, it seems, I don't know what to say.

She turned and went to the room where she usually rested, and immediately lay down on the couch. It seems that when you lie down, it is more comfortable than ever!

"Who the hell are you?" a cold voice came.

Ting Lan, who was frightened, immediately sat up straight and looked around.

Nobody.

That black shadow, that terrifying shadow, is really scary!

She stood up and walked around the room warily.

Suddenly, when I bent over, on the tip of my toe, I found an echo flower.

The light purple stamens, pure white petals, a small one, on the tips of their own feet, very inconspicuous.

It turned out that it was the echo brought by this flower.

Transsion flowers are generally delayed. This was probably a long time ago. Probably when I was in that pure white cave.

Thinking of the pure white cave, she suddenly remembered that lovely set of teacups.

Or, in the future, cultivate a love of making teacups!

In a long life, there must always be a hobby.

Looking at those pure white snowflakes, she felt bored for the first time.

Perhaps, I really want to go to the mortal world to see the brightness between the mountains and rivers, to see the evening breeze, to see the morning sun gushing out - the visual impact of those beautiful scenery in the mortal world is far more shocking than these snow.

The power of the master is so powerful, why not arrange some illusions in the Snow Pavilion?

Maybe Master, really, loves the snow-white color here!

Snow-white stones, snow-white palaces, snow-white high platforms, and snow-white snow - all snow-white, after all, a little monotonous!

If you want to be full of flowers and lush greenery, then it is called beautiful!

Ting Lan pinched the echo and was quietly in a daze.

After a while, she felt very sleepy. She carefully laid down an enchantment and began to take a nap.

Since the last time she fell asleep, she was taken to Death Valley, and after such a thrilling experience, she would never be like this again, and she did nothing, and fell asleep. She would put up a slightly stronger barrier, and try to break it to wake herself up.

In order to be able to sleep well, Ting Lan felt that she was also working hard.